disclaimer: I do not own any Harry potter characters, i only own the plot....

Mixing up...
Chapter 1
(The reunion...AWWWW)

It was the 5 year reunion and everyone from Hogwarts was invited, but Hermione tried to get out of going. She didn't want to relive her past, and she didn't want to meet HIM. Draco Malfoy. The last time she saw him, he humiliated her in front of everybody, and she didn't want that to come up in any conversation. But when her parents heard of the reunion, they would not let her get out of it. They wired her money so she could buy everything she needed for the reunion. And of course, Hermione waited until the last minute to buy her things.

Rushing out of the house, she did the best she could to get everything done in time for the party. She ran to a muggle hair salon that permed her hair to straighten out. Unfortunately, her hair was so thick and curly that it was slightly wavy, rather than completely straight. Figuring that she had nothing else to do but accept it, Hermione paid the hairdresser and ran to Cinderella's Closet, Magical place to find the perfect dress for you. As she stepped in, a bunch of house elves measured her waist, height, and neck. Then a horde of dresses lined up in front of her with all sorts of colors and styles. She stood there, transfixed.

"Did I scare you?" Someone behind her talked. she whirled around and saw a man, about her age, coming towards her, but something was familiar about him. What is it that makes him look so familiar?"It's a new procedure that we have made. Our house elves are trained to give you exactly what you want on the spot - Hermione?" Her eyes got big. "Harry?" He smiled and put on his glasses. "It is You! Hermione! I can't believe it! How long has it been?" She didn't know what to say. It was about 5 years since they last saw each other, since they both were at Hogwarts.

"Congratulations! You have finished your years at Hogwarts! Let us all eat and celebrate this festive occasion!" Dumbledore raised his glass and drank. Everyone cheered.

"We've done it Ron!" Harry couldn't stop laughing. He knew he didn't have to stay at the Dursley's anymore, and he could do whatever he pleased.

Ron couldn't stop smiling either. "Yes! Hey Hermione, you don't have to worry about O.W.L.S. or any other test anymore. You are free to do anything you want know."

But Hermione couldn't smile. It hurt to. She glanced at the Slytherin table and saw Malfoy staring at her. He quickly broke the connection and went back chatting with his friends. She couldn't stand it anymore. She stood up and walked out the great dining hall.

"SLAM!" The sound of the doors reverberated down the corridors. Everyone in the dining room turned silent. Draco Malfoy looked at the closed doors with his heart twisting. NOt knowing what to do, he let his ego take over.

"She couldn't stand the fact that school is over! What a nerdy Mud-blood!" Everyone on the Slytherin table laughed. The whole Gryffindor table got up but Ron took charge.

"You take that back Death-Eater!" The Gryffindor house roared. Draco turned red. Then he took a piece of Lime key pie and threw at Ron. He ducked and the pie hit one of the Ravenclaw members. Some shouted "Food fight!" Then there was Chaos. The professors couldn't stop the fight and some even joined. Everyone threw whatever food they could until one of the mashed potato balls hit Professor Dumbledore. Everyone gasped. They all thought that he would explode in anger, but all he did was hang his head, shake it in disappointment and walked away from the dining table and out the side door. Then he came back out with a smile on his face and a load of food levitating behind him. He waved his arms and pointed to everyone. The piles of food raced towards the individuals and everyone started to get the teachers.

Professor McGonagall then took charge of the ordeal. Smiling she said, "Everyone is to go into their rooms and clean up for the Masque. It will be at 7:00. Everybody is to be on time and everyone must, MUST wear their masks." Nobody moved. "NOW!" Then everyone rushed out of the Dining hall and to their rooms.

"So how are you?" Hermione questioned. Harry looked at her with energetic eyes and innocent smile. "I'm doing great, I married. Did you know that? You didn't come to the wedding, so I figured you didn't know." He went to the back room and brought back a small woman with a fiery red hair. "Ginny?" Hermione couldn't believe it. She had known that Ginny liked Harry during their years at Hogwarts, but didn't know that they would do as much as to marry. Being detained traveling on her job, she didn't have time to owl, or floo in. Her job? She was an expert on Mystical Creatures. It wasn't her dream job, It wasn't even close. But she was stuck on it. She had always wanted to be a Magical Historian, some intelligent being that was known for her vast knowledge of, well, everything. But sadly, those positions were under the supervision of the Malfoys. And It was obvious that she would be rejected if she signed on for it. Well not being able to get to an owl for so long, she decided not to even try getting back with the group she had grown up in.

"Oh...Wow! I...Ginny!" The shock was too much for her as Ginny came running towards Hermione. "Hermione! Oh! I've missed you so much!" She hugged Hermione and took her hand playfully. "Remember when I would always talk to you about my crushes, but you swore to keep it a secret, because I kept yours? Well it turns out that one of my crushes fell through," Ginny went back to where Harry was and linked arms. Hermione just smiled. "Oh! That's right! You need a dress! I still have the one you wore to the masque your last night at Hogwarts. You looked so pretty! You stunned You-Know-who! Remember! Even though it ended badly! That red dress was perfect for you! And of course I made it! You wouldn't have gotten it if-"

Hermione didn't quite catch the rest of that, she was too busy, Reminiscing....

"Perfect!" The red dress swayed a bit and touched the floor slightly. Since it was a halter top, her back showed more skin than it should have but she decided that it wasn't going to kill her. She put on a tad of makeup and put her hair up into a bun. Hermione checked the clock. It was about 6:50. "Alright! Ten minutes until the masque. Mask....Where is my Mask." Hermione searched everywhere. "Oh gods! Where is that thing? Oh! There it is!" Finding the mask on the drawer, she put it on, checked herself on the mirror and rushed out of the room. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she slipped and fell backwards but someone grabbed her waist as she fell and held her steady. "Oh! Thank yo-" The words died on her lips as she saw who was holding her. It was Draco Malfoy. He laughed at her, not a nice laugh but a haughty laugh and let her go. "Why don't you be careful where you step? It's save our floors from being stained with your blood." As he was saying this, he was gazing over her body. So in return, Hermione looked at him as well. Instead of his usual black, he wore a white tuxedo with a red rose that adorned one side of it. "You don't need to stare at me, Granger, I already know that I'm irresistible, but I don't want you to start falling for me. Its gross enough that I've touched you." Hermione gave him a scowl. "Thanks Malfoy. You might have just saved me." She turned to leave but spun back around. "By the way, I wasn't staring at you because of your GOOD looks, I was staring at you because of your BAD looks, and you might want to check that zipper of yours." With that she walked into the dance hall with Malfoy checking his Zipper.

"Hermione?" Ron had seen her walk in with a frustrated Malfoy a few steps behind her. As they were coming in, Malfoy walked a little faster and passed Hermione, bumping into her shoulder. They were glaring at each other. "Hermione?" Ron had said again. She looked at him and smiled. "Hello Ron. Where's Harry?" Ron had given her a suspicious look then looked at Harry who was with Cho. "Where do you think he is?" He looked disgusted. "Are you coming to my house tomorrow?" He seem to be hopeful but quickly hid his expression. "I mean, With Harry and..." Hermione looked disinterested but said "Maybe" and left it at that. In truth, she wanted to go, but she didn't want to give Ron anymore signs. She didn't like him. Well, not in that way. But he seemed to like her, or give off that impression. And she was right to think so, because what happened next drove him mad.

"Uh....Hermione?" Ginny shook Hermione's shoulder. "Are you even listening to what I've been saying? Jeez? Where is your head? Anyway, You didn't come here for me to talk about the past. You need a dress, And I've got just the one for you. And no red this time, but I'm thinking of something just as shocking." Hermione gave her a questioning look. "What do you think about yellow?"

Hermione dressed into the yellow dress and got out her purse to pay for it. She was late and wanted to get things on a roll but Ginny refused to accept the money. "No way. You are not paying for it. You need to have some fun with life, without paying for it. Now, I'll see you at Hogwarts." Hermione started to talk, but Ginny held a hand up. "Don't even think about trying to pay us back. If you really want to, you could pay us back by having fun at the party. Now...Get!" Hermione looked at the clock and had nothing to do but run out of the store yelling back "Thanks Harry, Thanks Ginny! See you at the School!"

She got to station nine and three quarters. But the portal was blocked so she apparated and found herself in front of the school just as the clock struck 8:00. "Yes, Just in time." She ran in and went up the stairs. Running down the corridor, she saw the doors that lead to the ball room and she started walking. But while she was walking there was a figure leaning on the side. Hermione was sure it wasn't anyone she knew, or else he would be already in the room, but he looked like he was waiting for someone. He looked at his watch and looked side to side, than stopped as he saw her standing there. His hair was blond and perfect while his eyes were storms just waiting to get out. She tried to walk past his gaze but tripped and fell over herself. "Can't get anywhere without falling, huh Granger?" He smirked and walked towards her. Then, the memories came...

Malfoy and his table of Slytherins decided to pull a prank on the muggle born. Actually, Pansy and her group of misfits decided that muggles were to be humiliated anyway, and what's better than embarrassing someone where everyone is watching. They had found out that Hermione had some feelings for Malfoy. He almost blushed at that, but made sure that it wasn't shown. Pansy wanted him to go up to Hermione, tell her sorry for being an ass to her, ask her to dance with him, kiss her and then look disgusted. Malfoy didn't know what to do. His ego an pride was yelling "Do it!" but his heart and mind was saying "Don't!" But before he could think things through, they had already made the plans and pushed him out of his seat. Malfoy scowled at them but went towards Hermione anyways.

"Uh Oh....Look who's coming!" Ron had seen Malfoy come their way. He thought that Malfoy would want to pick a fight, but he didn't. He looked at Hermione's back for a minute and then tapped her shoulder. Hermione turned around and gasped. What is he doing?She thought. He kneeled in front of her and looked up at her. "Hermione, I'm sorry for everything that I've done in these past years, yet today, when i saw you ascend from those steps and fall right into my arms, I knew I needed to have you. Please. Will you forgive me?" Draco looked up with hopeful eyes. Hermione was taken aback. Here was Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin who despised muggles, and he was saying sorry to her and saying that he needed her. Something was up. "What's it for you Malfoy?" Draco gave a hurt expression. "What do you mean? I am being sincere. I realized for the first time in my life that I've been wrong, that my Father was wrong. I realized that I had no friends and no one to call my own. But I have found that one person." He stood up and held out a hand. "That person is you. Please, May I have this dance?" Hermione not knowing what to do, put her hand to his and he led her out onto the dance floor.

Everyone around them hushed. No one else came to the dance floor and those who were on the dance floor got off. Ron looked like he was about to strangle Malfoy and some of the other boys looked at Hermione as if they had seen her for the first time in their lives. Hermione glanced at everyone around them and then looked at Malfoy. "This is a surprise Malfoy, I would have thought of you to always be against me. Why the sudden change?" He looked at her and saw something he never saw before.. She was smiling at him. Not just a fake I-told-you-so smile, but a genuine smile. His gut turned and his heart stopped. All of a sudden her touch was burning him. His blood was beginning to boil. He was getting hot and bothered. There was a fiery tension where she was touching. "Uh....You did..." Hermione laughed. Then Malfoy laughed. And the air had been put back in place at the dance. People started coming on the dance floor and having fun There were people who were still in shock and not doing anything, like Ron, but other than that, everyone was resuming what they had just said, or danced or whatever they were doing. Hermione and Malfoy danced together for a bit, but Malfoy stepped on her foot. "Ow!" Malfoy, shocked, quickly apologized and bent down to her feet. They were wonderful feet to him. He kissed on of the toes and then slowly got himself up and looked at her intently. He brushed his thumb on her lips and her eyes went wide. Then he bent his neck and kissed her fully. At first, it was only lip to lip, but then as he pulled her forward, she gasped and her mouth opened. There was some resistance, but it slowly disappeared and Hermione started to loosen. Taking his chance, Malfoy shot his tongue through her mouth and then teased her tongue with his. She let out a purr of pleasure and it drove him nuts. She pulled him closer and he put his hands on her back. And when the kiss ended, they were both a little flustered. Malfoy looked down at her, and kissed her again. She didn't resist this time but put her arms around him. They both were lost in each other when Pansy cleared her throat. Malfoy pulled out and looked around.

Everybody was silent again and everyone was looking. He looked down at Hermione. She looked beautiful. He had never seen someone look so cute when she was flustered. But Pansy cleared her throat again and Malfoy was quickly reminded of the plan. He then didn't look disgusted but started to laugh. He smiled at his group and pulled up a thumbs up. "I told you that she would give anyone some lip!" They all laughed at her. Some of the Ravenclaws laughed as well. So did some of the Hufflepuffs, So did some of the Gryffindors. Hermione didn't know what to do. She looked up at Malfoy, tears building up in her eyes and then she ran out of the room.

"Oh my..." Professor McGonagall saw everything. Tears swelling in her eyes, she marched to Malfoy, who was looking miserable. "Why. What has Ms. Granger done to you, Mr. Malfoy? I demand some answer. And tonight of all nights. I hope you have done your job properly because the school year had not finished yet. You still have three more hours until we announce the House Cup winners, and I ASSURE you that it will not be the Slytherins. Thirty points will be taken away from each of you," She said, pointing at the table and Malfoy. "And You, Mr. Malfoy, Will go after Ms. Granger and Ask for forgiveness. Now, Mr. Malfoy, before I take Matters into my OWN hands and make you grovel."

Malfoy did as he was told. But the Slytherins were still laughing. As he was walking out, he was met with Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. "What do you want Weasley? Potter? Oh...Yes. That's right Weasley. I scored before you did, and I don't even like her. Funny how love turns out, doesn't i-" But he didn't finish his statement. Ron had punched his nose and Malfoy was on the floor, bleeding. "Shut up Malfoy! You don't even know her!" Just then Professor Snape came. " What is the meaning of this. You, Malfoy, Do what Professor McGonagall said. Weasley, You have just taken ten points from Gryffindor." He turned around to see everyone looking. "There's nothing here to see. Everyone just go away!" Draco got up, sneered at Ron once more and went out.

Hermione's eyes flooded as she remembered that night and she looked at Draco at the corner of her eyes. "What, Draco. Do you need to score with me again tonight? Or is this a rating of some kind? Where is your little crew of idiots....Oh....I see. Are they hiding? So they could just laugh at me? What.." Draco stopped her by leaning in to where there was barely enough room for a piece of paper to get between their lips. He brushed his lips softly touching hers, setting them on fire. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to kiss your lips again." He whispered against her lips and before she could reply again, she found his lips against hers, just as it was 5 years ago.